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Goodbye Love Part V: I Want Him

Essay By: CiReDe

Another installment to the essay Goodbye Love which is about a woman's affair with a married man.

Submitted:Nov 9, 2013    Reads: 75    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

We raced back to my place. My heart felt as if it would burst thru my chest. I haven't been this excited since the last time he and I were together. Six months seems so long ago. Guilt tried to interrupt my excitement but wasn't having it. I was finally getting my fix! Forget his wife, his baby mama, and his kids. Forget that later in the night he would leave me and go home to his family and i would be alone. Forget everything except for this moment. When I pulled up in the parking lot his car was parked in my spot. This would usually piss me off but not tonight. When I made it to the stairs I looked up and there he stood in front of the door watching. The look in his eyes was that of longing. I had never felt as desired as I did at that moment. I was so nervous that I could barely unlock the door. He took the keys from my shaky hands and unlocked the door then led me inside. Before he could slam the door, my nervousness turned to raw, animalistic need. I grabbed his belt buckle. He removed my hands. I ripped open his shirt. He removed my hands. I kissed him as I were starving and he was a four course meal, He grabbed me in a bear hug and sat me down on his lap. He smelled my hair as if he were trying to remember my scent. He just sat there on my couch; smelling my scent and holding me tight. I wanted to be held but not right now. I wanted what I needed and wanted. I wanted and needed it right now. I needed him to fill me up until I could no longer hold anything more. I needed him to reach into my insides and pull out my soul. I needed this flame burning inside of me quenched ASAP! I needed to be reminded again of how it felt to float higher and higher on a cloud of sweet ecstasy. Only he could do this. I could not wait another minute so I broke free from his grasp. I stood and removed my dress. He looked at my body with so much appreciation. I said to him, "Look we don't have much time. You have somewhere else you need to be. Maybe the next time we can take our time but right now I don't have time for this. I don't want to speak anymore words. I want you. I want you in deep places that only you know how to enter. I want you so deep in me that I almost become you. i want you and I don't care if you don't want me. I need you and I don't care if you don't need me. I don't care about anything- not you, not me, I only care about this moment." After that no other words were spoken. I opened myself as wide as I could to receive the drugs that only my dealer of choice could provide. I could no longer resist.


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